photo courtesy of Another Sunshine
I’ve got skills. I’ve got mad skills.
I can tweet on Twitter. I can hang out on facebook. I can create slideshows with Soundslides, doctor photographs with Photoshop, paste all that to a website that I created with the help of Dreamweaver.
So what the problem? It’s pulling it all together and getting paid – oops, my bad. Wrong lingo. Even though I have myriad capabilities, I’m finding it difficult to monetize.
Am I overcompensating? Probably. Stereotyped thinking says boomers aren’t adapting to the new media landscape; I’m trying to prove that thinking wrong.
Can I do too much? Is being able to do too much the flip side of not being able to do enough?
See, I’m getting conflicting information from the experts in the marketplace. All the (non-journalistic)entrepreneurial advice I’m receiving urges concentrating on a goal. No sweat. I want to create content. In the old days, I could simply write a story and email it to an editor.
But it’s an on-line world and mere words are not enough. If I blog for pay, I’ve got to find visuals to go with them. Or upload video. Or create audio. Not that I’d mind, but I’m only getting paid to write.
It’s like I’m getting dressed for a night out on the town, and I have to choose the right accessories to go with my outfit. And after I show up, looking G-gorgeous, my date doesn’t want to pick up the tab.
